Friday, August 9, 2013

My Best Friend Comments

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I gave you my trust in your hands the day we became friends and you blindfolded it so that I couldn't possibly know what you were doing until it was too late. I spilled my soul to you and the one time I leave a minor detail to save the friendship of us it consumes you and you look for answers of the detail that in the end broke us. Instad of apologizing and giving me time to think you badger and badger and say I'm over reacting and that I'm the one on trial for wrong duing but in the end I sentenced you and made you give me my trust back.
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Dave Walker 09 August 2013

A powerful poem like it. A great write.

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